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'My Country'

Posted by Darren J. Doherty over 8 years ago

Bill Mollison said in 1983 something like, '...'...it'll get rainier, drier, snow more, snow less, melt quicker, melt slower, hotter, colder, windier, stiller etc...' with recent and current events Dorothea MacKellar's 'My Country' comes to mind....

 

 

'My Country'

The love of field and coppice,
Of green and shaded lanes.
Of ordered woods and gardens
Is running in your veins,
Strong love of grey-blue distance
Brown streams and soft dim skies
I know but cannot share it,
My love is otherwise.

I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror -
The wide brown land for me!

A stark white ring-barked forest
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon.
Green tangle of the brushes,
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops
And ferns the warm dark soil.

Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When sick at heart, around us,
We see the cattle die-
But then the grey clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady, soaking rain.

Core of my heart, my country!
Land of the Rainbow Gold,
For flood and fire and famine,
She pays us back threefold-
Over the thirsty paddocks,
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze.

An opal-hearted country,
A wilful, lavish land-
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand-
Though earth holds many splendours,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
My homing thoughts will fly.

                       Dorothea Mackellar

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Gillian Kozicki
Gillian Kozicki : Hey Darren, That poem resonates with us for a number of reasons. We are currently seeing the paddocks brown off and the clay soil crack in anticipation as we wait for rain while others are drowning in the rain we seek. with the cyclone and fires we are thinking about how are our friends and loved ones are going. We hope that as the lessons of Pc are put in place that we can heal the land and recover quickly. A final quirky note, Dorothea Mackellar started this poem when she lived 2km along our road at the farm that is now Torryburn Stud!...so it has extra significance. Gillian
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